Holy-Sword Emperor

"Brother Zhao, do you think they can do what they say they can?" Zhao Xin and the others hid amongst some bushes. While they watched Han Sen, the youngest of the three asked Zhao Xin the question.

"They sound confident, so they definitely possess some manner of strength. But even if they can take down this royal shelter, I'm not sure they have the strength to take down Sword-Palace Shelter." Zhao Xin paused for a minute, and then said, "Still, for now, if they can just manage to break the spirit stone here in Sword-Furnace Shelter, we'll be free."

"Then let us hope for the best and pray they are successful!" the young man said, his eyes also resting on Han Sen.

The three of them held their hands and prayed after this. If the group was not successful in liberating the shelter, their betrayal might later be found out. If it was, then the three of them who were under contract would most assuredly be given a torturous death.